I was born in February. This fact of life strikes me as the sole redeeming quality of this otherwise forgettable month. No doubt I’ve already mourned the fact that I never had a pool party, that cold weather (and especially February snow) gives me hives, and that well, to be honest, I’d rather blow out my candles in a cute sundress rather than a frumpy sweater.

Thank the women at Sew, Mama, Sew!, for giving February new meaning to me.